(A look back in time to the dark, distant 1980's and the mind of a 19yr old...) Have pride and joy but don't toy with nature, conserve the future. Taste, sweet and sour, changes by the hour. The two sides of life; of trouble and strife. Beg, steal or borrow but you'll still pay with sorrow, for tomorrow never knows and very seldom shows. You’ve put the price of freedom, as high as birds can soar but that will soon be out of reach and this you can't ignore. But there's little you can do except rewrite the score. * Written by Darren Scanlon, March 1984 Revised 2nd April 2015. ©2015 Darren Scanlon. All rights reserved.